Slow Monday - Justin Townes Earle

And a good woman, but she’s stubborn as hell

Decent job, pour me some beers after the bills

But I hate these slow Monday afternoons

Work five days a week

Maybe two Sundays a month

And I make enough to give my baby all she wants

And ya I guess I make a good wage

And I guess I shouldn’t complain

But I hate these slow Monday afternoons

Ah well there’s so much I wanna do

But I work all week

So when I get free

I stay out late and I act a fool

All the other days just slip by

I don’t notice them at all

Ah but any given Monday

Any time afternoon day

You’ll likely find me staring at the clock up on the wall

So I’m on the last legs of a losing season

I’m setting myself out ‘cause I need no more reason

To hate these slow Monday afternoons